Thursday, February 23, 2012

Caves of Myrddin: Nothing quite like the smell of smoldering PC.

A Space Wizard kinda looks
like this but with a robe and
glowy Tron lines all over.
So last night the game store group made two trips to the dungeons below Castle Dundagel.  The first one was a bit of a disaster.  Fifteen men/dwarves/elves plus a donkey went in, but only four came out, each carrying a blasted corpse of one of the dudes who didn't save versus the Space Wizard's fireball.  Fred the Dwarf would have been among the dead, but he threw himself inside of Father Aethelred's protection from evil circle just before the fireball detonated.  That turned his roll of 7 into an 8, which is good enough to save when you're a dwarf with some levels under your belt.

Since these guys are the ones who plundered the Dragon's lair, they hauled ass over to the Bishop of Cornwall and spent some money to get some raise dead spells thrown on their comrades.

One of the guys who was raised was Mike's brand new first level PC, the cleric Brother Walter.  This was Mike's first run.  He showed up just as we're starting and said something like "Hi, I'm Mike!  I just found your blog about 15 minutes ago and I saw you were running tonight."  That's the second time this has happened.  The first time there was a Total Party Kill fifteen minutes later ("If we can kill this sleeping dragon before it breathes...").  The second time the new guy wakes up dead with his boss's boss staring him in the face.  Good times.  Incidentally, Mike had played 2e once before but got his sea legs with 3e, so this was an entirely new type of D&D for him.  He seemed to be digging on it.

I can't tell you about the second trip into the dungeons, because the party never came back out.

8 comments:

  1. Sounds like an awesome time. All hail the Space Wizard!

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  2. Awesome! Exciting times.

    Really looking forward to the next time I can delve into the Caves of Myrddin.

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  3. Quite a way to celebrate Ash Wednesday (and a good thing I couldn't make it!)

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  4. Did the party move in, set up shop?

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  5. Anonymous2:13 PM

    Best not hail the Space Wizard all that much. He went and got himself all exploded. Fred the Dwarf took the first Fireball in good humor. The second one got him mad.

    --Fred the Dwarf

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    1. Why are you so certain that the second time you killed him took any better than the first?

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    2. Anonymous7:30 PM

      I'll just have to kill him again, then.

      --Fred the Dwarf

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  6. Sometimes not making it out of the dungeon can be more memorable for a player. One of the more infamous dungeon runs in our group involved "Shooty's Run". Shooty was a low-level Thief who found himself alone in the dark after his party had been drained by wights. Running through the hallway in the dark without a light source or a map was more memorable than the other seven characters combined.

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